Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocketI'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke itTill we're staring at the stars and the rocketsTwinkling in the silvery nightTwo sips of whiskey in the flaskBut I'm not gonna drink 'emI swear I'll make it lastTill we're drinking out of the same glass again

And though the sand may be washed by the seaAnd the old will be lost in the newWell four will not wait for threeFor three never waited for twoAnd though you will not wait for meI'll wait for you

Got a Polaroid picture in my walletI'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil itIt's an unspoken heartbreakA heartbroken handshakeI take with me where I goThree words on the tip of my tongueNot to be spoke nor sungOr whispered to anyoneTill I scream 'em at the top of my lungs again

And though the sand may be washed by the seaAnd the old will be lost in the newWell four will not wait for threeFor three never waited for twoAnd though you will not wait for meI'll wait for you